In the place where the Hou Fuyan sisters are located, there is a piece of autumn chrysanthemum that blooms very well.

Purple and red, delicate.

There is also a swing on the side.

Yang Qingyun went over to sit on the top, and Tanmei also followed, chuckling on the side to help push it.

Yang Siyi leaned over and smiled very sweetly.

"Third sister, you are really amazing today, you have bluffed them so much that they haven't even come back to their senses if we slipped away. You are very different from before, and I am overjoyed to see you rebelling against them for the first time. ”

Yang Qingyun raised her eyebrows.

In this way, the former Yang San girl was really very aggrieved.

I think it's because of his "deep friendship" with Zhou Hanyan, and he has been blindly obeying. Therefore, even if she was unhappy with those few, eighty percent would listen to Zhou Hanyan's persuasion and calm things down.

"I've put up with them for a long time, not to mention that I don't need that kind of girlfriend."

Yang Qingyun knew that her current performance must be very different from the previous Yang San girl, but so what? She's not afraid of that.

The more weak the heart, the easier it is to be seen by others, it is better to be upright and bold and break all the unreasonable into reasonable.

Yang Siyi was probably really happy, and pursed her lips and laughed again.

The two sisters were sitting and resting, but the nobles who had been admiring the flowers in the backyard suddenly made a commotion. The two ladies closest to them walked back shyly, and Yang Qingyun looked at the direction they were going in should be the front yard of Qingyun Temple, that is, the place where Shang Xiang knelt and worshipped.

"Maybe it's some big guy." Yang Siyi has always been a clever ghost and is keen on all kinds of gossip.

Seeing that the nobles on the left and right were all taking action, she was very interested and sent her eldest maid Caichun to see what was lively.

It didn't take long for Caichun to return.

“…… It was the lady in charge of the Prime Minister's Mansion who came to Qingyun Temple to offer incense. ”

Yang Qingyun's eyes narrowed, and he immediately guessed a rough idea.

The wife in charge of the Prime Minister's Mansion is the biological mother of today's Prime Minister Shen Dacheng. Prime Minister Shen Dacheng was unmarried, powerful and powerful, and he also gave birth to a white jade face that bewitched the public, Xiao thought that his noble daughter would not be able to count.

And this is the head of the hundred officials, and he can't see it in Su Ri. Now it is the lady of the Prime Minister who also came to Qingyun Temple to incense, such opportunities are not common, and people who hide their hearts are eager to go to it.

If it can enter the eyes of the Prime Minister's Lady, it will be excellent; If you can't, it's okay to mix it up.

Maybe the prime minister's carriage personally sent by the prime minister can also take a look at the lover of his dreams.

Yang Siyi is accustomed to such things, "...... I don't know how God created a person like Prime Minister Shen to come out! That's it, but this adult has not yet married a wife and had children, which has caused the nobles in Beijing to think that they have such a little opportunity. ”

After she finished muttering, she threw Cai Chun into the front yard again, and told her, "You have to listen carefully and watch, if there is something interesting to do, tell me to be happy when you go back." ”

Cai Chun took the order and left.

At that time, the front yard of Qingyun Temple was very lively.

Even so, in the end, they are all nobles or ladies who want to be faced, even if they go to Mrs. Xiangfu, they will not show it directly.

In the eyes of Mrs. Xiangfu, it is just a graceful figure everywhere outside the carriage.

She was very satisfied and happy, and she frequently looked at the noble ladies coming and going in the corner of the curtain in the carriage, and felt a lot of emotion in her heart.

"Look at it, all the girls outside are like flowers, why don't you fancy any of them?" Mrs. Xiangfu was finally willing to put down the corner of the curtain, turned her head and spoke to the person next to her, "I know that being a prime minister is very busy, and there are many things to do every day, but I can't let you be so busy that you don't even have time to marry a daughter-in-law, right?" ”

Mrs. Xiangfu was worried, "Ah Zhao, you are not young now, you are twenty-three years old this year, and the dolls of your classmates will be made of soy sauce!" The day before yesterday, your cousin brought his wife and children to the house as guests, and the children were all over three years old. I'll ask the concubine to blow the wind on the pillow and let the emperor let you go......"

The concubine Niangniang is the younger sister of the Lady of the Prime Minister's house.

Very favored.

If he really tried to persuade him, maybe the emperor would listen to it.

Prime Minister Shen Dacheng, who was calling for wind and rain in the court in Su Rili, would not blink even if he was held a knife to his neck, but now he was defeated in the countless broken thoughts of his biological mother.

Shen Liangzhao is still in an official uniform, obviously taking time out of his busy schedule to sit in the same carriage with his biological mother.

He rubbed his temples, and his voice was clear and clear, "You said that you were afraid that you would encounter robbers and asked me to send you to Qingyun Temple, and I also sent it, there are still many things waiting for me to go back and deal with them, if my mother has nothing to do, go in." ”

He directly skipped the topic that his biological mother was most concerned about.

Mrs. Xiangfu didn't follow, "You, who is the prime minister, can you still wonder why I asked you to send me over?" She pointed outside, really heartbroken, "You're all here, just look at those girls who are like flowers, as long as you like them, I have no problem looking passable, and I'll help you propose tomorrow!" ”

doesn't care about dignity or status, only asks the girl to be good.

Mrs. Xiangfu really let it go.

Moreover, a century-old powerful family like them really has no requirements for the future prime minister's wife.

If you are powerful and powerful, you don't need to look at other people's faces.

Only others can see their faces.

Shen Liangzhao looked at his biological mother, knowing that he couldn't prevaricate, and said concisely: "If I meet the girl I like, I will marry her home, don't worry about this all the time." If you have too much time or too much leisure, you can plant flowers and plants and ask someone to chat and have fun. ”

"How can you not worry about it!" Mrs. Xiangfu was so angry that she smoked, "If you marry a daughter-in-law and give birth to a bunch of babies earlier, why do I need to think about this every day......"

Shen Liangzhao didn't want to say more, but it happened that his own people came to the signal, and he immediately said: "Mother, I have some very important news from my subordinates, and I can't accompany you." ”

The desire to chase away customers is clear.

Mrs. Xiangfu nagged and nagged, but she also knew that she couldn't be sloppy at such a moment, so she got up to leave.

Fortunately, I didn't get angry, and I said before leaving, "Anyway, you still have to wait for me here, and you can find a place to stay." ”

Shen Liangzhao watched his biological mother get out of the car.

Turning around, he let the driver drive to a secluded place.

Someone quickly lifted the curtain of the car and flew in in the blink of an eye.

The person who came was Bai Yan, one of his secret guards, who was carrying important things.

Originally, he opened his mouth to say things directly, but when the words came to his mouth, they became like this, "Master, this is the teahouse where Qingyun Temple entertains guests, and there is no one at the moment." You've been in the car for a long time, so why don't you get down and relax with some tea. ”

Shen Liangzhao thought about it and got up.